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place
We pray
Because Good Boys we still remain

Maybe I might regret this jam
This probably not the initial plan
Don't even gimme that 'Something must

loss
Call me the boss
Call me the boss
Fuck all your thoughts
My nigga just profit no loss
Yeah I pull up in Lambo
Wodi dededede you don't know
This shit

a case
They couldn't catch me slipping so I got away
To the old heads that be sayin' that we all the same
Don't try to sign me man, I prolly know your

Vietnam vet, wet behind the breath but staying calm
Another attempt to circumvent life's process by
Strapping wings on but they won't stay on, it's like
We

to the cuticles
Send you flowers you the talk of the cubicle
Some envy you, think you got it made
But they ain't from your man, I slayed
He ain't on his game
Simple

bam zam zam 
Katingike 
Kabambe kabambe kabambe kabambe

Sanapenda vile uko na kipaji
Kamesmama wima nami
Kwenye party
Kameva short tiny 
Na vile nim

Juro - Threesome (produced by Infinitee)



[Chorus - Juro] x2

A ménage à trois, Baby girl that sound fun,
Two plus one, Let's have a threesome,

gangster by the pulpit
White collar crime scene selling dreams he couldn't fulfill
You stupid if you still invest your last money there every Sunday
No

Slits on my legs covered up
By my thigh high socks
(Unless you're into that sort of thing)
Income and salary based
On being tied in knots
(And I've

love restrict my airflow like asthma
I don't want to take this as casual
Uhn lialia
So you got me singing as bad man

Turn me on turn me all night long

happen
I'm at a young age, but I'm a classic like a blank OCD page
With some black kicks and a black shirt
I talk slick, Flows gonn' hurt man
I hear 'em

And when she gives me head (MWAH!)... It's cherchez magnifique
I spit dumb raps, I don't need your damn critique

Va tailler une pipe et sauter dans la baie

Oh, what? You're looking for BJ DeHut, damn, you don't know?
They've been calling him BADRECORDS
You're late to the party motherfucker
You're about

bam zam zam 
Katingike 
Kabambe kabambe kabambe kabambe

Sanapenda vile uko na kipaji
Kamesmama wima nami
Kwenye party
Kameva short tiny 
Na vile nim

well before it dries
Clock is ticking, no surprise 
Face always glaring at my eyes

I could never stay in line
A steady rebel by design
Not a saint, I

If you weren't trying to save me then why were you climbing up ladders? Huh?
Cuz I still can't tell if that was a house party or if it was a house

I'm the mother fucking Mushroom Man
Rise above through the bull shit
Cut ties, rope around my neck loosens 
I got a golden goose egg 
Keep the party

Aye, where my shawty at
We bring the party in
Mr. One stop shop
We don’t cop the same I get packs when I pick up
Money coming in ion get fazed by

Yeah I'm feening for your love but you're the sailor to my moon
Ever since I met you, yeah I knew you were the one
Lemme take you to a party, yeah I know

You should know by now that I am not lazy
Take my tunes and I will go crazy
Love making music cuz' it's never hazy
But the rest of my life is

Gassin up her home girl told her don't tempt me
Know that bitch can never keep her legs close
Been hoping that i'm tryna go round two like melrose uh
They

the benches
Scared go get a weapon
Bow
Bullets will stop all the flexing
I ain't really with the dancing
See your man for romancing
Party bus to the Hampton
All

Man I’m feeling good
Gave my life to the Lord never thought I would
Wouldn’t escape His love even if I could
Stay reppin’ over here until I’m under

Back in the backseat again don't got no license
I've been living sinning still been acting righteous
Took a dab hit McDanks that's the only bag I'm